I Would Describe Myself As A Guy

Once In A While, When I'm Alone, I Think About My Age. I Think, How Many More Years Do I Have On This Earth? But I Can't Really Conceive Of Dying. Somehow, In My Head, I Don't Think I'll Die. I Know That Everybody Dies, Of Course. I Just Think That It'll Never Come To Me. It's Crazy, But There It Is.

Who Am I To Judge Is What I Say. I'm 90 Years Old, For Crying Out Loud, And I Don't Sit In Any Chariot.

When You Enter A Room, You Have To Kiss His Ring. I Don't Mind, But He Has It In His Back Pocket.

I Was Sitting In The Toilet And I Was By Myself. I Was Tired Of Playing With The Roller, So I Said I'd Better Write A Book.

When I'm Onstage, I'm Acting.